When you press, the shutter opens up for a moment, exposing the film to light for a moment. How long this moment is depends on several things– you can change settings manually of course, but for the most part, it has to do with the automatic metering done by the camera. It decides how much light to let in. How good something looks in black in white is all about contrast.
It’s not that pessimists are better than optimists or vice versa.
But they are insufferable.
Nobody wants to squint at a photo that’s over or underexposed to the extremes.
There are a lot of beautiful things in the world, but in a world with problems that need solving, naivety and immaturity are not included on my list.
I will abstractly allow that children should be children… however, though adults can remain young at heart, they should only do so in tandem with a growing understanding of their place in the world. We enjoy a lot of freedoms and safeties– as children, our parents tend to provide things like this for us.
But as we grow older, I feel that we owe it– not just to our parents, but to the world (specifically, outside of our families)– to do right things so that this can trickle on to the next generation. Being a child is about finding beauty in the simplest things– but even a child knows when things are ugly. The unavoidable, progressive act of growing older is about developing the tools to take control of those things that are beautiful and ugly in life.
The difference between an adult and a child is the way that they deal with their situations. A child is based on emotions and wants, and has little consideration of needs because they’re usually automatically provided by someone older. An adult should be able to take all of the child’s wants (including the child within themselves) and be able to affect them through the use of reasoning– an adult doesn’t cry, for example, when he doesn’t get chocolate– he learns to accept that he can’t always have chocolate, or that he needs money to buy chocolate, or that he can ask someone for it, or that there are better things out there. Being an adult is all about having options and making choices, taking into account reasoning.
It is about developing an increased understanding of one’s impact on the group.
Do we owe a group?
And if we do, how do we pay it back?
I would argue that we do owe a group. Every little thing, even the safety we have to walk on the street, it’s not something we earned– it was just given to us (at least, as North Americans reading Xanga). At who’s expense?
Someone always pays for the luxuries we have. To draw a stretch, wars in the middle east existed because we want to drive cars instead of ride bicycles. I’m not saying that you put a gun to anyone’s head– but for every choice you make on a day to day basis you set either set in motion a chain of events or subscribe to a chain that is already in motion. The child doesn’t know these things– the adult, if he/she doesn’t, should.
And it’s not that I’m telling you to start looking up international politics. I’m simply asking you to care, in a non-superficial way.
It is very possible to care in a superficial way.
Don’t care just because it’s fashionable. Don’t care for just the easy things. Don’t care just because it makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Caring has a lot to do with doing what’s right in spite of difficulty, pleasure or reward.
If you can’t understand that, then you’re just a child, looking out for his/her own pleasure.
If that’s the case, go back to Eden. The rest of us have work to do.